the question

"who needs a sense of direction when you have a sense of adventure?" this question has been posed to me by an old friend of mine for years now. "where do we go from here?" i would always ask, knowing her response would be the same question over and over. i never really thought too much about what was being asked. the question seemed to simply be her way of saying we should do whatever we wanted -- or in her words, whatever our heart desired. heart, not hearts. she was convinced that everything in life was a part of something bigger so we must all share the same common similarities; like a heart or a heartbeat. getting back to the question at hand. who needs a sense of direction when you have a sense of adventure? i never spent too much time on this question while she was alive. never really thought too much about it after she died. all she was ever asking of me was to follow my dreams and the truth of the matter is that only now has that become abundantly clear. i miss her. with that said, heres to new adventures. on a lighter note i think this post makes foolish story hour a real blog and thus crazyfool an actual blogger. how'd that happen? ... and thats the end of that story.